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Brotha Lynch Hung - Colostomy Bag Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1]
  • Yeah, I might as well get wet, Get me a Newport
  • I'm a little strange now, On fire like a human torch
  • I'm just gettin warmed up and nobody ***** with me
  • Even luckily get cut in three, I'm a *****in beast
  • I tuck a .357 and it keep me revving, Mr. Techron
  • Pure white cocaine spit, Not even stepped on
  • Sorta like Blue Magic
  • The *****, I stab at it and stab at it
  • I'm a addict, It bleeds when I tap it
  • Manic depressive and if you test him
  • Mann needs a lesson, Plan to get your chest ripped
  • Damn Smith & Wesson and it will test him
  • Hand it to Kevin, Cannibal sessions
  • Van full of intestines, Kansas is with me
  • Strange Music is with him, I think they re-lit him
  • I still see sicc'em from long distance
  • For instance, I get with 'em, I spit sick shit, Sniff it
  • [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X]
  • Coathanga throat Str-Strangla
  • Your folks get mangled up
  • Cut 'em up from the naval
  • (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast)
  • (Have you wearin a oxygen mask)
  • (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag)
  • [Verse 2]
  • My whole cigarette's wet, I'm bout to smoke it
  • Get hard like East Oakland
  • Rappers, I super soak 'em
  • After your crew get over 'em
  • I'll be standin over them with a 9 millimeter
  • Hit 'em like a wide receiver like Jerry Rice
  • Them niggaz think I'm weak cause I'm very nice
  • All I do is just think about eatin them every night
  • So I gotta carry every knife, every machete
  • I'm steadily deadly
  • His head will 'E buried and gettin cut up
  • I'll be at the motel, *****ed up
  • Blood in my cup with a fine *****, hugged up
  • Till my heart get plugged up
  • Imma still be in my Dickie shit, thugged up
  • Any nigga throwin Blood throwin up guts
  • Nigga, What's what?
  • We kinda strange, nigga
  • We eat nigga nuts and guts
  • You already know what I eat
  • Your insides and breakdown your enzymes
  • And take out your insides, Sniff it
  • [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X]
  • Coathanga throat Str-Strangla
  • Your folks get mangled up
  • Cut 'em up from the naval
  • (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast)
  • (Have you wearin a oxygen mask)
  • (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag)
  • [Verse 3]
  • I need cigarette, I'll cut a nigga neck
  • And watch the blood drip out, Hit 'em with a Tek
  • Just like these niggaz wanna ***** my *****, Let 'em sweat
  • She'll smile at you and she'll cut ya mutha*****in neck
  • I'll hang a nigga and strangle niggaz with barbwire
  • It's a little strange but listen to what I desire
  • I put the tools on they nuts, Twist it with the pliers
  • I'm a hot wire, You a hotdog like Oscar Myers
  • I drop logs nigga, Shittin like diarrhea
  • You get the butcher knife to the eyes if you try to see 'em
  • Either that or my ***** will see you right at the club
  • And put the whoopty-whop in ya mug and your grave's dug
  • I got it made, cuzz, Makin "Strange Music" to listen to
  • And dissin you cause that's how Strange do it
  • We sicker than hard liquor which is no thang
  • Coathanga Strangla spittin the cocaine, nigga!
  • [Hook G-Macc, (C-Lim)][2X]
  • Coathanga throat Str-Strangla
  • Your folks get mangled up
  • Cut 'em up from the naval
  • (Ugh, Put you in the hospital fast)
  • (Have you wearin a oxygen mask)
  • (With the doctors in surgery, Gettin a colostomy bag)

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